soapboxdiner


sigh



An odd but not entirely unforeseeable factoid about yours truly:

My infatuations are strong and immediate when they occur, but the pedestal only has two legs. Try not to tip it over.

And in the wake is the question, how much of what I need am I willing to forego, just to say I've experienced the excitement?

Sometimes too much and other times, not nearly enough.

My brain hurts.



8:53 pm - 06.02.03
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